Sunday, December 26, 2010

A lostmissing poem from Erin! (And, it may soon become a country song, Erin tells me...)

Missing Miss Molly 30 years of agesweet mountain girl a big heart a rage.Started out a hippy now a blond Betty Page.

You broke away from me.But how can this be?I set myself free?

We had plans of future business,making food and domestic stuff.I guess in the end we called each others bluff.

Last I saw you in the desert with your dolphin RVhow could we know that it wasn't meant to be.The name Whilamina tagged on the backyou told me what I was doing is totally wack.I felt no love you didn't help me pack.

So I left you that day walking heavy hearted towards my fatethe tears you wished for me came a day to late.You were worried those drops would never fall from my eyesthey fell like the rains from all of the skies.

So I ran all the way across that dusty town,never looked back at your beautiful crown.I tried to forget you my missing friendWill you haunt me forever?-On you I depend.

Lostmissing is a public art project -- I’d love it if you’d participate.

(I met Erin at the Meow Wolf gallery show where lostmissing is currently displayed at Eggman & Walrus, through January 10)